DSMP Age Regression

he's not coming home... ever

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HeY- you can bet this is an angst (or atleast the best angst my skills will take me which is not too far tbh-)

CG! Philza
Little! Tommy (1-3)
Other! Wilbur

Basic plot:
I dont wanna spoil a lot so uh- Tommy waits for Techno to get home?

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"What you doing mate?" Philza said, walking into the room to see Tommy messily scribbling something in crayon and didn't miss Wilbur who was sat in the corner with earphones in and dried tears on his face, sleeping bags much more obvious than usual. He knew why but bringing it up and making him talk wouldn't help.

"Drwaing Wil, You, Tom and Techie!" Tommy smiled to Phil who sat next to him and gave the younger a weak smile back, and Wilbur up and left the room, a quiet sniffle heard just as he turned the corner

"Wats wrong wif Wil?" Tommy asked, putting down the pink crayon and looking to Phil.
"He just has a slight cold bud, oh hey- is this a doggie?" Philza quickly replied and pointing at the dog in the drawing to change the subject, still very successfully suppressing his own tears.

"Yeh! Hes called uhm- Floof!" Tommy relied, taking a moment to remeber before replying.
"Awh, thats lovely strawberry" Phil responded and Tommy continued to colour in Wilburs sweater on the drawing.

"Do you want to put it on the fridge when you're done love?" Philza asked the younger after a few moments of silence and watching the younger obliviously colour with happiness.

"Nwo, tis for Techie"
Phil felt his breath stop for a second before a collective sigh and breathing again. It took him a moment to think of a response then swallowed dryly before replying
"Techies not g-going to be home anytime soon, sol" Phil responded, a shaky, broken voice.

It was this moment the tears started to slowly fill Philzas eyes but he wiped them away just before Tommy put the crayon down and looked at him.

"I'll gib it him when he DO get back!" Tommy said excitedly, showing a toothy grin to his caregiver and Phil felt his heart shatter in the slightest and the tears were back

"Why crying?" Tommy happy expression quickly faded into a matching sad one to his caregiver. Tommy made himself oblivious to reality and had been regressed since the news was announced, he really didn't want to deal with it but he was catching on and he had to know soon and coping mechanism or not, it becomes unhealthy at a point.

"I needed to yawn bud but it wouldn't leave" Phil smiled at the younger whos expression went back happy
"When do's Technie come home?" Tommy asked, colouring in the grass on the drawing.
"Hes.. not buddy. Hes a little busy" Phil said to the younger, treading carefully with what he said

"Busy doin wat?" Tommy asked. He always was really nosy and this was the only time Phil genuinely hated that. There was silence as Phil thought about what to say next, mouth opening a few times as if to speak but closed again after a few seconds before he decided on:

"Hes making the sunsets pretty for you me and Wilbur bud" Phil said, the tears coming back. Tommy heard this expression before but quickly decided to ignore it, maybe Phil was wrong this time.. right? Please say he was wrong. Please?

"Mabe when he done making them pwetty he can come back and take Toms dwaring with him!" Tommy smiled, drawing a sunshine in the corner (iconic- 😩)

"I dont think he will be done.. ever" Phil said, voice breaking and Wilbur slowly walked back into the room with a box of tissues he handed to Phil who quickly wiped the tears yet again just before Tommy looked at him.

Wilbur took a spot next to Phil and Tommy
" Wil! I dwrawed for Techie 'nd he gon' come and get it when he dwone make sunsets pwetty!" Tommy smiled, holding up the drawing to his brother who covered his mouth and looked to suppress some tears for a second.

"Tommy, darling, let's put T-Technos drawing down a s-second and talk about something, y-yeah?" God Wilbur hated the stutters. Stupid.

Tommy just nodded and put the drawing down and maneuvered to turn to Wilbur who held the younger hands, more in an attempt to comfort himself and the younger since its what Techno would used to do with him.

"Techno is uhm u-up in the clo-uds 'nd you can see him every night if you look outside, he's the b-brightest star up there!" Wilbur said, soft tears falling his face, breaking his voice and Phil sat there, trying not to cry infront of Tommy, especially Wilbur.

"Buts thas only when pwople are no more" Tommy whispered, not liking the setting that was being created, wanting to forever live in his younger mind and not be exposed to things that will hurt him or just reality in general.

He liked the little world he made that Techno goes out everyday and the pillows he perfectly placed in Technos bed were his older brother there sleeping every night.

"Yeah Toms, n-no more. T-echies not coming back love" Wilbur said, holding on tighter to Tommys hands.
"So.. no more Techie?.. ever?" Tommy cried and it pained Wilbur to shake his head and respond in a small whisper
"No, no more Techie"

Tommy practically flew forward onto Wilbur and cried onto the other and Wilbur held onto his younger brother tightly, never EVER wanting to lose him too. Phil obviously couldn't hold back his tears at the sight as he comforted the two by wrapping warm arms around them and they both hugged up to either side of Phil.

It wasn't the best sleep but they all stayed with eachother all night, not wanting to let go of the other incase they lose more of their small, fixed-up family.

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(1086 words)

Writing this while listening to Wilbur and James Marriott hits HARD-

I know I have other chapters to get done but this idea came in my head and its all I had motivation for so I'm sorry for not getting other stories done first!

Remember that I love you all so so much and say that to everyone who means something to you cos you'll never know who's next

Love you so so so SOOO much!! Bye bye beloveds!! <33

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